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Chapter 19 by Rasun Rasun

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Bound in Servitude

Setting:

The barnyard of Farmer Johnson's farm, bathed in the soft morning light. The air is crisp with the promise of a new day, but for Jamal, the dawn brings only more suffering. He stands alone in the center of the yard, his body weary and broken, as Nathan and James approach with cruel intentions.

Characters:

Jamal Smith: The 18-year-old black boy, subjected to relentless degradation and torment.

Nathan: The sadistic overseer, reveling in Jamal's suffering.

James: Nathan's accomplice, eager to inflict further humiliation.

Farmer Johnson: The middle-aged owner of the farm, indifferent to Jamal's plight.

Scene:

The camera opens to Jamal standing alone in the barnyard, his wrists bound behind his back and the heavy stone still hanging from his chastity cage. His eyes are downcast, his spirit broken by the relentless cruelty he has endured.

Jamal: (to himself) How much more must I endure? Will there ever be an end to this suffering?

Jamal's thoughts are interrupted by the approach of Nathan and James, their expressions twisted with malice.

Nathan: (smirking) Well, well, well, if it isn't our favorite little ****.

James: (chuckling) Looks like he's in for another treat today, doesn't it?

Jamal braces himself for whatever torment they have planned, his heart heavy with dread.

Nathan: (eyeing Jamal) You know what, James? I think it's time we showed Jamal what it feels like to be a true beast of burden.

James: (grinning) I like the sound of that. Let's get to it.

With a cruel gleam in their eyes, Nathan and James approach Jamal, their intentions clear. They produce a heavy wooden yoke, designed to be worn by oxen to pull heavy loads.

Nathan: (to Jamal) Hold still, boy. We've got something special for you.

Jamal's eyes widen in horror as Nathan and James secure the yoke around his neck, the weight pressing down on his shoulders.

Jamal: (struggling) No... Please, Master Nathan, have mercy...

Nathan: (laughing) Mercy? There's no such thing for the likes of you, Jamal. You're nothing but a ****, remember?

With a final yank, Nathan and James secure the yoke in place, leaving Jamal standing in the barnyard, bound like an animal.

James: (mockingly) Look at him, Nathan. He's just like one of our oxen now.

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Nathan: (nodding) A fitting sight, don't you think?

As Jamal stands alone in his humiliation, Farmer Johnson approaches, his presence a silent reminder of the cruelty and indifference that pervades the farm.

Farmer Johnson: (stoically) Make sure he earns his keep, boys. We've got work to do.

With a final glance of contempt, Farmer Johnson turns and leaves the barnyard, leaving Jamal alone with his tormentors.

The camera lingers on Jamal's face, capturing the anguish and despair that fill his eyes. Despite his suffering, a flicker of defiance remains within him, a testament to the indomitable spirit that refuses to be extinguished.

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